I wrote a hundred chapters without paying attention, more than 200,000 words, and I was shocked to read it, it turned out that I could persist so much.

Thank you to the people who follow this novel, thank you to the one who ......, although sometimes there is a sudden idea of stopping writing, but a review, a recommendation, a reward, or a few collections that I don't know if I will read will let me continue.

In the first novel, omissions were inevitable, and I tried to improve it as much as possible to make it more reasonable to read.

On such a sacred and solemn occasion as Chapter 100, thank you again, comrades.

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For Alpha Gill's hindsight, Qu Jing just smiled slightly.

If you say that the limit is the limit, then what is the brain?

What's more, as a brain in the real sense, it's not how stylish and dazzling he is on the court, and even does almost what a team should do, that's just the courage of the horseman, and besides, even if he fouls, the opposing player will not give so much loose space.

The real brain is the perfect scheduling based on the characteristics and numbers of players on both sides – in a word, using the ball to motivate the players to do the right thing within the time limit.

This requires constant attention to the ever-changing situation on the field, an understanding of the characteristics of the players on both sides, and an outstanding footwork that is synchronized with consciousness - like Wang Qiuming who was not synchronized just now, he also realized the crux of the problem, but the footwork that still lacked fire still betrayed him.

So even if Alpha Gil asked Mido and Karfa to focus on "taking care" of the Qu Jing, the Qu Jing still seemed to be at ease on the field. He's used to it, but so what?

Can't let yourself get the ball, pass the ball?

With so much space on the field, untraceable off-ball runs can always be one step ahead of passive defenders, and as long as they don't run into tough defenders who are black and hard, they can now almost transfer the ball to a more suitable route for teammates after attracting multiple players from the opposing team.

The players of the National Olympic team still look too immature, regardless of body and experience, so even if Alfagill emphasized the key precautions against the Qujing, it still left him room to play.

At the same time, Wang Qiuming, who has been shared by Qu Jing with a lot of pressure, can organize the attack more calmly in the midfield, which is also a way of thinking that Qu Jing often uses in Real Sociedad, once he attracts one or two defenders, Canales will be activated.

Seeing that his side's backline was frequently torn apart by the Chinese team, Alpha Jar frowned and kept thinking about how to change the situation on the field.

He is now wishing that Almavas was more organised in midfield, that Hribin broke through harder, or that the Chinese defence could make some mistakes. However, the opponent's multi-point flowering offensive and defensive routines were more mature than his surprise, making the performance of the Syrian players on the field and his change of formation seem a little stretched.

It was beyond his control. He couldn't think of a better way to deal with it than to expect his players to play at a super level.

Compared with Alpha Jer's anxiety on the sidelines, Fu Bo seemed much calmer. He hardly has to coach the players too much, he just needs to appreciate it.

That's right, it's appreciation.

There was no anxiety, no anxiety, no anxiety when the score was ahead, and even if he was temporarily behind, he was confident enough to wait for the players to pull the score back.

It was the first time he had this kind of mentality in such an important game, which made Zhao Xu, who saw him stretching, feeling a little strange.

"Team Fu, it's the first time I've seen you so calm, I'm a little unaccustomed to you not shouting at them", watching the Syrian team launch an attack on the field, Zhao Xu rubbed his hands nervously as he spoke, he couldn't do Fu Bo's calmness.

"Don't worry", watching Almanvas choose to pass back again under Li Hang's pressure, Syria's No. 13 Bahr tried to find Hribin in front with a long pass, and Shik, who has been performing well, did not give Hribin a chance and easily pushed the ball out of the penalty area.

"The defense performed well today, the more anxious Syria are, the more they can't get in, the more they can't get in, the more anxious they will be, if their two strikers are stronger, maybe there will be a chance, but at least it doesn't look like a big problem now", Fu Bo looks confident about the solid performance at the back. He didn't expect the game to go so smoothly, and if he could score another goal, he could basically consider the arrangement of the knockout stage.

Until the referee's halftime whistle, the score of both sides was not rewritten, and the Chinese team created two good chances, but unfortunately Xu Xin and Xie Pengfei's shots failed to extend the advantage in the end.

Although Syria also organized several attacks, but did not pose much threat to the Chinese team, the disadvantage on the field made the Syrian players more and more impatient, Almavas and Khribin The two absolute cores of the team have received yellow cards for not being calm under the defense, and from the look of their frequent turn to look at the head coach on the sidelines, it is obvious that they have lost a little morale.

The bad mood of the Syrian players continued off the pitch.

When the Chinese team players walked back to the locker room, Almawas, who had been "waiting" them in the players' tunnel, kept shouting after seeing Li Hang, even if there was a language barrier, but it could be seen by looking at the picture and talking, which must have been vented after the first half was unbearable.

"I don't understand, you don't seem to be scolding me, look at you competing with a little chick, you still talk to me, I can kill you with a butt", Li Hang, who was originally dipped in the fire, couldn't stand this anger, and rushed towards Almanwas, and the two of them instantly became tightly "snuggling" shape, although the atmosphere was a little tense, but it still made Qu Jing almost squirt out.

As soon as they saw the two sticking together, the players on both sides were a little excited, and the two groups of people quickly gathered together, and some pushing and shoving movements were brought out in their hands, which made the mouths of several gourd babies begin to explode.

"Die to the ...... of the slope", Qu Jing, who saw the bad situation, quickly crossed between the two groups of people, shouted to stop, and then turned his back to the Syrian players to stop the further movements of the gourd babies.

It's good that he didn't do this, and the Syrian players were angry when they saw him, and when they saw him with their backs to him, they didn't know who kicked him in the ass.

"Oh, I'll fuck your uncle, I don't know how to do it, why do I still hack me with this persuasion", the kick made Qu Jing a little angry, but he still resisted the impulse, changed to a horizontal posture, first let Zhang Ning and Xu Xin, who were eager to try, stay away, and then pushed away Li Hang's body that still wanted to move forward: "It's all gone, it's a good situation, hurry back to the lounge." ”

Let Qu Jingyi remind that the players of the Chinese team also began to calm down, and the coaching staff members of both sides also noticed the movement here and walked over, and the two groups of talents dispersed with each scolding.

"It's in a hurry, it's really not enough to beat, isn't it backward, Lao Tzu has lost so many games, and I haven't seen when I've been so anxious."

Li Hang looked back reluctantly while scolding, and asked Qu Jing to give him a kick from behind: "But if you are in a hurry, you won't always lose so badly, don't be noisy if you can talk with your feet on the court, there are many such things, and you always want to give the next set to win." ”

"If you want to say that the kick is really relieving, if you still kick like this in the second half, you will play them to death, damn it!" Li Hang, who returned to the lounge, immediately turned into a flattering look, walked up to Qu Jing and began to rub his legs: "Brother Qu, you can also teach me how to pass the ball so accurately?" ”